Brainiac had decided to check out a few dining establishments for suitable hosts he could use as a spy. He'd been to a couple four/five star restaurants, fast food joints.. and now he was at a bar. He supposed any one of these would be easy to infect. They looked like many of the kind that Angel's team would let inside to keep safe.
But as he sat on a barstool, dark coat over his black clothes, it occurred to him to use a better choice. Why risk using a stranger.. when it would be just as easy to control one of their own people? It made sense.
Just then he heard arrivals, perhaps they were customers. But as he turned his head, he couldn't see much of them. almost like they were hiding. It was then that he noticed his mirror image sitting a couple seats down. Except.. this one had blond hair. He raised his glass and said with a smirk, "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in."